


nerves on edge (baby don't stop).

by junfhongs



Series: if you want love, we'll make it. [3]
Category: NU'EST
Genre: Anal Fingering, Anal Sex, Car Sex, Established Relationship, Explicit Sexual Content, M/M, Orgasm Delay/Denial, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Public Hand Jobs, Semi-Public Sex, Sex Toys Under Clothing
Language: English
Status: Completed
Published: 2018-06-08
Updated: 2018-06-08
Packaged: 2019-05-18 21:24:43
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Chapters: 1
Words: 4,591
Publisher: archiveofourown.org
Story URL: https://archiveofourown.org/works/14860569
Author URL: https://archiveofourown.org/users/junfhongs/pseuds/junfhongs
Summary: At this point, Jonghyun was one unwanted orgasm away from breaking up with Minhyun.





	nerves on edge (baby don't stop).

Jonghyun didn't know what to do with himself, where to place his hands, what he should lock his eyes on, and really, what he should do about the fucking _vibrator_ stuck in his ass after one of Minhyun's usual stupid ideas to _spice up their life,_ 'outside the bedroom' edition. At this point, Jonghyun was one unwanted orgasm away from breaking up with Minhyun.

How did he even end up here: sitting in a restaurant with some of his best friends staring at him oddly while his asshole of a boyfriend beside him was holding a remote in his pocket that controlled the aforementioned vibrator in his ass?

It started out innocently enough, as most things did when it came to Minhyun and his experiments. Jonghyun nearly yelled as Minhyun dragged him down on their bed, hugging him by the waist and pressing kisses against his neck. "Hey, I just showered," Jonghyun said, though the tickle of Minhyun's soft lips against his sensitive skin wasn't too bad.

"Smells good," Minhyun mumbled against his hair, then he pulled back and braced his body with his elbows on either side of Jonghyun's head. "Me. On you."

Jonghyun rolled his eyes and turned Minhyun's head to the side, but Minhyun followed that up by moving back to Jonghyun's neck, kissing down his bare chest that was still a little red from the warm shower. Jonghyun sighed and melted into their mattress, but he caught a glance of the clock and groaned in response. "Come on. We have to go in an hour."

"No time for a quickie?" Minhyun pouted at Jonghyun's blank face.

"It's _never_ a quickie when it's the two of us." Jonghyun cupped Minhyun's face and pinched his cheek. He could feel it too; they were so busy for the past week that they were rarely in bed at the same time. Even just Minhyun's hand on Jonghyun's bare waist was making him feel a little warm inside already.

"Fine, no quickie," Minhyun's smirk was concerning, "but I have another proposition."

… and _this_ was where Jonghyun's life went to hell.

"This is entirely a bad idea," said Jonghyun, arm shielding his eyes from the glare of the lights as Minhyun pushed him on his back, already massaging the tense muscles of Jonghyun's thighs. Jonghyun sat up a bit and swallowed at the sight of the dildo that was on the bed— _and_ the ominous remote that was by its side. "I do _not_ have a good feeling about this."

"Jonghyun," said Minhyun, eyes and smile so gentle and soft as he warmed up some lube on his fingers, "trust me?"

Oh, Jonghyun _hated_ it when Minhyun pulled that card on him. It's true; Minhyun had never led him astray when it came to things like this. And since Minhyun trusted him that one time, with a little fantasy that Jonghyun had never really voiced out… maybe it _was_ fair that Minhyun had his turn.

It wasn't like this was their first time doing something daring that would get carried out of the bedroom. Their car had gone through far too many wipe downs and airing out after all they'd done in it. There was also that time in the bathroom of a bar— and Minhyun _swore_ he'd never wear jeans ripped at the knees after all the substances his skin came in contact with as he choked on Jonghyun's dick that night.

"I hate you," Jonghyun whispered, and he lied his head back down on the mattress as his wordless way of giving Minhyun his consent. It didn't take much longer until Minhyun had his fingers on Jonghyun's rim, in his ass, moving them systematically and as far away as possible from Jonghyun's prostate. It made Jonghyun's spine straighten, and he whined as Minhyun held his hips down when he tried to guide Minhyun's fingers. "What the hell?"

"I can't have you feeling too good right away." Minhyun kissed Jonghyun's hip in apology. Jonghyun felt like he was in a fucking medical exam or something; Minhyun wasn't even paying attention to his dick or to anything that felt remotely good. Minhyun then coated the toy with lube and pressed its tip against Jonghyun's entrance.

It was… cold. And big. And _weird._ Jonghyun felt himself squirm as Minhyun inserted the dildo, inch by inch, until Jonghyun could feel its base against his cheeks, signaling the end of this weird sensation. "It's okay? Good fit?" asked Minhyun, voice sweet and a little too chirpy. He held it by the base and moved it around slowly, letting Jonghyun's body accommodate the fullness inside him. It wasn't too long, maybe a little thicker than Minhyun, but it was the _cold_ that made it so strange, so foreign inside Jonghyun's body.

Then Jonghyun gasped into the air as Minhyun shifted his wrist and pointed the toy directly below his prostate, _so close_ but not long enough to give Jonghyun the pleasure that he was seeking. Jonghyun glared at Minhyun who was smiling at his work and wiping Jonghyun off until there was no trace of lube anywhere. "What the hell is this?" he asked, still a little disgruntled as he sat up and felt it shifting around him, all cold and big and _not enough._

"It's just to tease, Jonghyun. The rest of it's coming when we get home." He kissed Jonghyun on the cheek. Minhyun held his arm out for Jonghyun to hold. "What's our signal for slowing down?" Jonghyun tapped at his wrist. "And full stop?" Jonghyun dug his nails into Minhyun's flesh, causing him to yelp and hop off the bed. " _Okay,_ I got the idea. Just… tell me when it's too much and tell me what you need."

"Go shower," said Jonghyun, breathing slowly as he adjusted to the toy's girth. Just a little more time and he'd be able to stand up and walk around.

Jonghyun was getting dressed, observing the shape of his ass in his jeans—thank _goodness_ it's still as flat as ever—when he had to grip the door of their cabinet as the fucking toy _vibrated_ in his ass. Oh, he _knew_ that remote control was suspicious. "Fuck you, Hwang Minhyun!" he yelled at the door of the bathroom.

In response, the vibrator _sped up,_ and Jonghyun felt his knees shaking as it shifted in his ass, its tip just a centimeter closer to Jonghyun's prostate. _"Love you too!"_ said Minhyun, and then the toy thankfully slowed down.

Jonghyun did his best to walk around without looking too awkward, but his knees were giving him away, shaking more than ever as the urge to moan grew in Jonghyun. He sat on the bed and stifled it all into his fist, taking slow and deep breaths to calm him down. If he ignored it, _maybe_ he could pretend that it was just a regular sensation, nothing to get hard over, right?

Wrong. _Very wrong,_ and Minhyun reminded him of that as he proceeded to press against Jonghyun's ass in every opportune moment; from riding the elevator together, to opening the car door for Jonghyun, Minhyun kept his hands on his body, a little too close to the seam of Jonghyun's jeans.

Before Jonghyun could get inside the car and at least be able to ignore how badly his legs were shaking, Minhyun turned off the vibrator and held Jonghyun close. From afar, it just looked like a couple having a sweet moment. From up close, one could see Minhyun pressing the heel of his palm _hard_ against the base of the dildo, pressing it even further in, while his other hand cupped Jonghyun's face for a deep kiss.

"Can't wait to come home," he whispered into Jonghyun's ear. In a rare moment of weakness, Jonghyun wrapped his arms around Minhyun's neck and pulled him down for another. He looked up at Minhyun, a little desperation and panic in his wide eyes. Was he _really_ about to go out in public like this?

Minhyun took Jonghyun's hand and placed it on his wrist again, with Jonghyun's thumb feeling for Minhyun's pulse. It skipped against the rough pad of his finger, and only then did Jonghyun see the panic mirrored in Minhyun's eyes, the frantic energy between them that was simply _electric._ Minhyun wanted this _so badly,_ and somehow Jonghyun was starting to feel satisfaction with each twitch of his lips, with the way Minhyun's eyes widened as Jonghyun tiptoed and bit his ear, whispering, _"Me too,"_ before pushing Minhyun aside and getting into the car.

The car ride was almost silent; they were both a little tense, a little nervous for the night. Minhyun didn't turn on the vibrator while Jonghyun was in the passenger seat beside him, afraid that he'd be too distracted by the heat that seemed to radiate off Jonghyun's skin. They also discovered that it made just the _softest_ sound when Jonghyun was sitting on the leather of Minhyun's car; that was an important detail that they were glad to have known in the privacy of each other instead of the scrutiny of their friends later.

They were they last ones at their usual booth, and Seongwu took one look at Jonghyun flushed face and the way Minhyun held him by the waist before smirking. "You two were late because you fucked, didn't you?"

Jonghyun sputtered, "No!"

"Ugh, I wish that were the case," grumbled Minhyun. "Traffic was shit. Glad we made it before Daniel finished all the food though."

"Shut up, Minhyun." Daniel rolled his eyes and stood to give the two a big hug. "I can't believe I actually missed you two. It's been months since we last saw each other!"

Jonghyun hugged Daniel back, honestly missing the guy too. Just when Daniel got both arms around him, that's when Minhyun decided to turn the vibrator back on, making Jonghyun bite back a moan as he gripped Daniel's shoulders a little too tightly in need of support. "You okay?" asked Daniel, almost carrying Jonghyun as he attempted to find his balance again.

Jonghyun swallowed the lump in his throat. "Perfectly fine," he answered. If his voice was a little gruffer than it was mere seconds ago, none of them commented on it.

Minhyun, the _asshole_ of a boyfriend that he was, placed his hand on the small of Jonghyun's back and kissed the crown of his head. "He's had a long week. You might be coming down with something, babe."

"Sick of _you,_ mostly." Jonghyun's glare was met by Minhyun's usual grin and a squeeze on his ass. "Don't _'babe'_ me, Hwang Minhyun," he hissed. The rest of their friends just sighed and rolled their eyes; this was just typical of the two, but none of them noticed the way Jonghyun shuddered when Minhyun ran a finger down the seam of his jeans before helping him into his seat.

Jonghyun tried, _really tried_ to act normal throughout the night, maybe a little quieter than usual, but they would _surely_ appreciate that over the way Jonghyun felt like his voice was about to crack at every syllable, especially when he caught Minhyun with his hand in the pocket of his coat. A second later, Jonghyun was coughing into his fist, leaning forward to hide the way his dick strained against his jeans— though the movement itself caused the dildo to move inside him, now a little closer to his prostate.

It was the brief brush against his spot that made Jonghyun reach out for Minhyun's wrist, immediately tapping out when he accidentally released a little _squeak,_ small enough to not be too disturbing but still loud enough to attract Jaehwan's attention. "You okay?" he asked, eyebrows furrowing.

Jonghyun nodded quickly, tension seeping out of his body as the toy stopped vibrating long enough for him to catch his breath. He couldn't trust his voice, couldn't get rid of the saliva in his mouth and how it threatened to choke him as he swallowed it all down. They were all trying to focus on dinner, on Hyunbin and his modeling misadventures, but Jonghyun was too damn focused on keeping his face level and blank.

Minhyun tilted his head to meet Jonghyun's eyes and smiled gently before turning on the vibrator again. Jonghyun whispered, _"Fuck it,"_ as he downed a shot of soju to distract himself. It didn't help; the added heat in his body made his flush even worse, and he squeezed his eyes shut when the speed of the toy fluctuated, almost making Jonghyun feel as if it were thrusting into him, closer and closer to his sensitive walls that were clenching around the vibrator in panic.

Jonghyun grabbed Minhyun's wrist and tapped out their signal, and from a distance, people would see Minhyun staring at Jonghyun in concern as his boyfriend stared at him with wet eyes. Much closer, however, there was an impish curl to the corners of his mouth, which received a sharp glare from Jonghyun's nearly blank face in response.

"Hey," said Minhyun, offering Jonghyun a glass of water, "come on. Take care of yourself."

Jonghyun glanced down at the glass before taking it and glaring at Minhyun one last time. As soon as he raised it to his lips and took a sip, Jonghyun's eyes widened at the sudden vibrations in his ass, almost loud enough to be fucking _heard,_ damn it. Jonghyun choked on his water and nearly spit it all out; luckily for him, he had the reflexes to put the glass down on the table before he spilled it all over himself and possibly caused the vibrator to electrocute him or something along that line.

Jonghyun crumpled into himself, burying his face in his coat to hide the weak whimper that he knew was coming. He felt his fingers tingling and his hips twitching, _so close_ to a release that he knew he shouldn't have at this moment, under the concerned gazes of his friends. All he could feel now was Minhyun's arm in his hands, and Jonghyun looked up at him one more time before squeezing hard and receiving a nod in response from Minhyun.

The vibrations stopped instantly, and after a few deep breaths, Jonghyun managed to calm down enough to lift his head from how it was bowed in shame. The rest of them were mildly freaked out while Minhyun had an arm around his shoulders to soothe him. "Sorry," Jonghyun croaked out. "Just… feeling sick."

"This is because you _never_ listen to me when I tell you to go to bed," mumbled Minhyun, wiping Jonghyun's face and drying his shirt with a napkin. Through the wetness on his lashes, all Jonghyun could see was Minhyun doting over him, his playfulness from earlier replaced by an apology in his eyes, in the gentleness of his movements and how he avoided touching Jonghyun's overheated skin.

Still, he couldn't help himself from leaning in and kissing Jonghyun quickly, nothing more than a peck, or else the rest of their friends might decide to throw up at their usual cheesy antics. Jonghyun's blush from arousal was accompanied by embarrassment; lo and behold, the other four were gagging already, tossing their napkins at the two. Jonghyun laughed as he brushed Minhyun's hand away, though he still leaned into Minhyun's side and against his arm when he shifted back on his seat.

"You'd think they'd be less gross over time," grumbled Jaehwan, hating his front-row seat to their cheese fest.

Daniel laughed. "Hey, I think it's cute that Jonghyun hasn't already broken up with Minhyun."

"He's a real trooper, that one," Seongwu said, as nonchalantly as ever. Minhyun couldn't even be offended, and he chose to sigh as he rested his chin on Jonghyun's shoulder and whispered jokes into his ear while Seongwu got into one of his usual elaborate stories in the workplace.

Jonghyun felt… _calm_ for once. Sure, he was still hyper-aware of the dildo in his ass and the fullness it made him feel, but at the very least, he wasn't on the verge of an orgasm at every slight movement of his hips.

Unfortunately, it wasn't _him_ who was suffering the most at the moment. Jaehwan was on the other side of the table now, giving the two of them enough space to cuddle and nudge each other when they were starting to get annoyed. Their friends were used to leaving them alone, but that didn't seem like such a good thing, now that Jonghyun glanced to his side and caught Minhyun with his hand on his crotch under his napkin, slowly but surely rubbing at the bulge.

Jonghyun pinched his thigh. "What are you _doing?_ " He grabbed Minhyun's wrist without looking and took it off his pants, but Minhyun managed to shake off his grip and put _his_ hand on Minhyun's crotch, the two of them smiling and laughing with their friends while they faced some sort of standoff under the table.

"Please, just a _little_ ," Minhyun whispered into Jonghyun's ear, and it was the little crack at the end of his words that made Jonghyun sigh and put his napkin over Minhyun's lap as he pressed his palm against the bulge.

Over the table, the two seemed as handsy with each other as they usually were. Minhyun had a hand on Jonghyun's shoulder and his lips against his ear, bombarding Jonghyun's eardrums with all of his obnoxious laughter; Jonghyun looked as pissed as ever as he leaned into Minhyun's touch.

Upon closer inspection, there was a drop of sweat dripping down Jonghyun's temple and cheek as a familiar vibrating sound could be heard past the busy buzz of the restaurant they were in. He covered his mouth with his fist while his other hand cupped Minhyun's dick, his fingers tracing the seams of his jeans and boxers. Jonghyun felt Minhyun throbbing beneath his touch and heard the low grunting in his ear, and as a reward, Minhyun lowered the speed of the vibrator, giving Jonghyun just enough sensation without driving him over the edge this time.

It felt… _god,_ it felt so good but so _filthy,_ nearly driving Jonghyun insane as he felt like the entire restaurant was watching them, waiting for one of them to slip up and moan or something. It made Jonghyun's mouth water, made his pupils dilate, made him jerk in his seat as that familiar tingling took over his limbs.

Jonghyun coughed as he took his hand off Minhyun's lap and stood, praying that no one would see the boner in his pants. "I— restroom," he excused himself as his weak legs guided him to the narrow hallway leading to the men's bathroom. He didn't want to look back or even look at himself in the mirror, afraid of the mess that he was going to see.

He sighed in relief when he realized that he was alone in the restroom, but that didn't last long. Jonghyun gasped when he heard the door lock behind him and felt arms around his waist— the boner against his ass was the telltale sign that this was his fucking boyfriend, now hiding with Jonghyun as they faced the consequences of their little game.

Jonghyun turned around and dragged Minhyun into a deep kiss, a little more forceful and a lot sloppier than he expected. Minhyun had a knee in between his legs in a second, but what was more pertinent to Jonghyun were the vibrations in his ass, the heavy dildo making Jonghyun's knees bend and shake. He shuddered when Minhyun placed his hands on Jonghyun's ass and spread them apart, making Jonghyun clench around the toy in an irrational fear that it would fall out.

They were gasping into each other's mouths when Minhyun stopped to hold Jonghyun's face with both hands, surprised to find them pressed up against a bathroom stall, with Jonghyun needing something to lean on as his body threatened to fail him. Jonghyun's leg was wrapped around Minhyun's hips, and his eyes were completely glazed over. Even as they stopped to breathe, Minhyun could hear and feel and the toy vibrating against his leg, and every shift of his legs made Jonghyun whimper as he rutted into Minhyun's thigh.

"Jonghyun," said Minhyun, voice soft in fear that they would be heard from outside, "do want to finish now? Get it over with while we're alone?"

"Here?" Jonghyun looked around and shook his head slowly. "I want— I want all of you. Minhyun, _please._ "

This was… this was what Minhyun wanted. He wanted Jonghyun to be desperate, to be needy, to be unashamed of how wrecked he looked, and Minhyun wanted to be the cause of that.

But he also needed more of Jonghyun, more of his kisses, more of the sounds that he knew he could drag out of him. He wanted the full package, not a dry run in a restaurant bathroom. Minhyun turned off the vibrator and waited for Jonghyun to catch his breath. There was gratitude in Jonghyun's eyes and a _lot_ of determination and need that Minhyun was starting to anticipate.

"Let's go home then," said Minhyun, taking Jonghyun's hand as they tried to fix themselves up before walking back to the dining area.

Their friends were already standing, coats in hand as they leered at the two. "Hey, we're staying at a bar for a while. You still in the mood?" asked Seongwu, eyes landing on their locked hands.

Minhyun shook his head and placed his arm over Jonghyun's shoulders again. "This guy needs some rest," Minhyun explained, and Jonghyun at least tried to play the part of a sick guy hiding his face in his boyfriend's chest. The rest of them rolled their eyes and said their goodbyes, leaving the two silent as they walked back to where they parked their car.

There was no more flirting, no delay in their movements. Jonghyun could feel his control, his _sanity,_ slipping away as they sat beside each other in that car. Jonghyun could sense the warmth of Minhyun's skin, could almost _feel_ it pressed against him; if Minhyun didn't get on him as soon as possible, if he prolonged this for a second more—

Jonghyun was surprised when Minhyun handed him the remote to the vibrator as they stopped for the red light. "If you— want to finish. Just go."

They looked at each other for a moment, imagining the scenario that Minhyun painted for them: Jonghyun in the passenger seat, shaking and writhing as the vibrator in his ass brought him closer and closer to his much-needed release; Minhyun in the driver's seat, blood on his bottom lip as he used every bit of his patience to stop him from slamming the brakes _or_ speeding dangerously with the need to get home as soon as possible.

"Park the car," said Jonghyun. "Anywhere quiet, I— Minhyun, I need _you._ "

That was all Minhyun needed to hear until he pulled up in a quiet street and parked the car, hands shaking around the steering wheel. Jonghyun leaned the passenger seat back and took off his seatbelt. "Come here," he whispered, and Minhyun wasted no time in climbing over gear shift and helping Jonghyun take off his pants, eyes darkening at the sight of Jonghyun's plugged hole.

As much as Minhyun wanted to tease Jonghyun further, to complete this fantasy, he couldn't wait anymore. He slowly slid the dildo out of Jonghyun, and he bent forward to capture Jonghyun's sigh in his mouth as he dealt with the sudden emptiness. _Not for long,_ Minhyun thought to himself.

"Couldn't wait until we got home, huh?" teased Minhyun, even though he was the one with his hands shaking as he reached for the condoms and lube in their glove compartment— _'Don't ask,'_ they both told Hyunbin when he accidentally opened it and saw their stash of supplies for… emergency situations.

Jonghyun chuckled, but he wasn't in the mood to play around anymore. "Neither could you," he said, and he stuffed his fingers into his mouth to hold back the loud moan he released as Minhyun slid inside him, almost completely without resistance.

He felt even fuller than before, full from the feeling of Minhyun inside him and the feeling of Minhyun _everywhere,_ his hands and lips and eyes taking over all of Jonghyun's senses. Minhyun was gasping into Jonghyun's mouth as they fucked, as Jonghyun hooked his leg over Minhyun's waist and Minhyun hooked his arm under that leg and he leaned forward to press their foreheads together. His movements were barely anything more than a desperate rut into Jonghyun's flesh.

And god, _god,_ it was amazing. Jonghyun felt his sweaty skin sticking to the upholstery of their car seat, felt his hair sticking to his forehead, felt Minhyun's fingers brushing over his features and tracing every ridge and crease on his face, his lips closely following the trail of his hands. In response, all Jonghyun could do was slip his hands under Minhyun's shirt, digging into the flesh of his back and smiling against Minhyun's lips as he hissed in pain.

Jonghyun felt his throat closing as his orgasm crept up on him, forgoing the typical tingling in his fingers and heading straight for the explosive, blinding pleasure that made Jonghyun cry out, long and loud, in the near-silence of their car and the street it was parked in. He didn't even notice how Minhyun bit into his neck as he came in an attempt to at least muffle his gruff moan against Jonghyun's damp skin.

And then… and then it was over. Minhyun slid out of Jonghyun and carefully took off and tied up their condoms, throwing it in a plastic bag they kept in their glove compartment— _aha!_ Jonghyun said it wouldn't be useful to buy a box of plastic bags for their car. Jonghyun got tissues from the dashboard and wiped down as much as he could, hoping that there weren't too many stains he'd have to deal with when it was his turn to do the laundry this week.

Jonghyun lied back down on the seat, panting as he still struggled to catch his breath. He knew he was going to suffer going up to their apartment later— hell, even getting out of the car seemed a little impossible with how his legs were shaking. Still, as Jonghyun looked to the side and saw the discarded dildo in the backseat and looked up to see Minhyun staring at him with soft eyes and a gentle smile on his lips, he knew that this was well, _well worth it._

Jonghyun reached up to cup Minhyun's cheek. Minhyun leaned into his touch, kissing his palm and holding it against his face. Jonghyun couldn't pretend that he was angry, couldn't even tease Minhyun about not having sex as his form of revenge for all that Minhyun put him through today. All he could think of was how Minhyun's arm stayed around his shoulders almost the entire time, how he never hesitated to stop and stick out his arm for Jonghyun to hold onto and to tell him if it was too much, how he offered to stop, to give Jonghyun control if that was what he wanted. No, what Jonghyun wanted was _him—_ and he was more than willing to give Jonghyun all of himself.

"This doesn't feel like the best place to spend the afterglow," said Jonghyun, soft and quiet. Minhyun chuckled against the palm of his hand. "Let's go home."

**Author's Note:**

> I TOLD Y'ALL IT WOULD EITHER TAKE 8 MONTHS OR 2 DAYS i delivered :---)
> 
> HONESTLY, my cc is such a filthy mess,,,, bc of yall, im actually going to make this into a real series ???? pls stay tuned for edging and a soft lil backstory for the two (so far, this is all i've come up with but at this rate, my cc will be spammed with filth ideas anyway so i'll wait for everyone to turn me into their personal filth writing machine i guess)
> 
> anyway once again ,, I AM NOT A SMUT WRITER ,, , ,, , ,, this is weird and idk i just love the idea of this ok pls let me BE
> 
> and like ??? happy actual birthday to the love of my life, kim jr jonghyun ??? pls see my twt for more cheesiness
> 
> title from NCT U (Taeyong & Ten) — Baby Don't Stop
> 
> anyway !! pls comment and tell me what u think!!!!!!!!
> 
> follow me on [twitter (@amenochieien)](https://twitter.com/amenochieien) or talk to me on [curiouscat (/junfhongs)](https://curiouscat.me/junfhongs)!!


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